Andy Goldsworthy





Andy Goldsworthy

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born
in Cheshire, The United Kingdom
July 26, 1956

gender
male

genre

influences
Constantin Brancusi; Richard Long; Robert Smithson; Joseph Beuys; Ben...more


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Andy Goldsworthy is a British sculptor, photographer and environmentalist living in Scotland who produces site-specific sculpture and land art situated in natural and urban settings. His art involves the use of natural and found objects, to create both temporary and permanent sculptures which draw out the character of their environment.


Average rating: 4.21 · 8,212 ratings · 135 reviews · 22 distinct works · Similar authors
Andy Goldsworthy: A Collabo...
4.15 of 5 stars 4.15 avg rating — 6,704 ratings — published 1990
Time
4.42 of 5 stars 4.42 avg rating — 532 ratings — published 2000 — 4 editions
Wood
4.58 of 5 stars 4.58 avg rating — 185 ratings — published 1996 — 3 editions
Passage
4.54 of 5 stars 4.54 avg rating — 167 ratings2 editions
Stone
4.58 of 5 stars 4.58 avg rating — 152 ratings — published 1994 — 3 editions
Enclosure
4.28 of 5 stars 4.28 avg rating — 101 ratings2 editions
Wall
4.5 of 5 stars 4.50 avg rating — 84 ratings — published 2000 — 3 editions
Arch
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4.24 of 5 stars 4.24 avg rating — 71 ratings — published 1999
Andy Goldsworthy
4.67 of 5 stars 4.67 avg rating — 61 ratings — published 1990 — 2 editions
Midsummer Snowballs
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4.34 of 5 stars 4.34 avg rating — 65 ratings2 editions
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“We often forget that WE ARE NATURE. Nature is not something separate from us. So when we say that we have lost our connection to nature, we’ve lost our connection to ourselves.”
Andy Goldsworthy

“My art is an attempt to reach beyond the surface appearance. I want to see growth in wood, time in stone, nature in a city, and I do not mean its parks but a deeper understanding that a city is nature too-the ground upon which it is built, the stone with which it is made.”
Andy Goldsworthy

“time confined into blind caves or extended through tunnels, responds to the call of infinity, which teases with its promise of freedom. outside the body, time is a pair of compasses in the hands of eternity, but inside it is a pendulum, fastened to the heart. the heart takes its measure from the lengthening swing of the pendulum surveying what time is left. in its own rhythm time spreads itself wildly here and there and is crippled elsewhere. its unequally distributed weight wounds my body - that is how the particularities of my life are manifest.”
Andy Goldsworthy

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